I know this is a strong statement, and it’s going to seem like hyperbole, but I stand by it: this is probably the best Juggalo freestyle I’ve ever seen. Ever. My commentary is inevitably going to seem trivial compared to the truthbombs Colin aka JUGGALOSMOKER100 drops in what he calls “JUGGALO RYDA SONG NUMBER 29,” so I mostly just transcribed some of his flows.
Look to the right, and hold yourself tight, here I come in a helluva fight.
Don’t f*ck with me, I’ll f*ck you up. I’ll say to my homeys ‘What’s up?’
All the lightning, sure is frightening, but it’ll never be… frightening.
I got my hatchetman. He’s as cool as a fan.
When I go off my ramp, you’re going to have a stamp, and it won’t be damp
F*ck all this fame, I just wanna be in flames.
I’m a juggalo, if I see a crow, I’m-a shoot it with my bow. And call it a ho.
YEAH HOMEY F*CK THAT HATER ASS CROW WHOOT WHOOT! Died squawkin’ like a BITCH.
Here’s my favorite exchange from the comments section:
ForzaFreak360: Your brother must have had a good orgasm to get that much jizz on your face!
JUGGALOSMOKER100: ITS FACEPAINT F*CKER
I love you, the internet.
[via Juggalopocalypse. Thanks for the tip, Gino]